You end up inside the lamp as the genie escapes. You are stuck granting someone else 3 wishes!
Tabby attempts an epic guitar solo on stage, but rolls a 1.
Tabby attempts an epic guitar solo on stage, but rolls a 1.
The guitar suddenly breaks apart, with hundreds of little pieces showering to the floor in an awful cacophany of splinters.
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Rantaro went to investigate a suspicious-looking camera in the library, but he rolled a one...
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Rantaro went to investigate a suspicious-looking camera in the library, but he rolled a one...
The whole investigation was a complete debacle. You made every kind of noise possible, bumbled around like the blind leading the blind, tripping over chairs, knocking books from the shelves, drawing in all the wrong kind of attention. You did eventually find out the camera was a gimmick all along. It was some plastic, meaningless toy put in to distract you from the real ploy going on elsewhere. And on top of it all, you now have a horrid reputation for being an unruly klutz.
I have a very eventful evening planned with a certain someone after having put it off for so long due to work and other such obligations consuming my time and attention. I hope everything goes accordingly, but sadly, I rolled a 1...
I have a very eventful evening planned with a certain someone after having put it off for so long due to work and other such obligations consuming my time and attention. I hope everything goes accordingly, but sadly, I rolled a 1...
As these things often happen, your evening was ruined. Instead of who you hoped for, Thor and Superman ended up in a fight. As chance would have it, they crashed right through the window into your office at Lex Corp. The fight didn't end there though. They threw each other through countless doors, through several floors.
"I hate dresses! I don't want to wear it... but it's to her special party. Fine. I'll wear the damn dress."
The party was going alright, until I rolled that damned One...
"I hate dresses! I don't want to wear it... but it's to her special party. Fine. I'll wear the damn dress."
The party was going alright, until I rolled that damned One...
A random party guest bumped into you and spilled a whole tray of colourful drinks all over you. That's definitely going to stain, and even if you don't like the dress very much, you'll probably have to do something about the soggy, sticky mess you've become. Oh, and now the person who bumped into you is yelling at you, as if it were somehow your fault they were so clumsy.
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Rantaro went to make a cup of green tea, but he rolled a one.
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Rantaro went to make a cup of green tea, but he rolled a one.
“You yawned and put Oolong tea in your infuser instead.”
Sophia adjusted the sleeve of her blouse before saying, “I was going to do my dishes, but rolled a one…”
Sophia adjusted the sleeve of her blouse before saying, “I was going to do my dishes, but rolled a one…”
"You thought about all the other things that also needed done: the laundry, straightening up the place, walking the dog, cleaning the bathroom, picking up the groceries --" he named each chore begrudgingly. "But unfortunately you were overwhelmed and got absolutely nothing at all done. I have those days..."
Clark took a moment to consider before he spoke despite his frazzled nerves, "I have something I need to confess to someone very important to me. I...I've wanted to tell them for a very long time, but I rolled a one..."
Clark took a moment to consider before he spoke despite his frazzled nerves, "I have something I need to confess to someone very important to me. I...I've wanted to tell them for a very long time, but I rolled a one..."
"... you were going to call them, but instead you wrote an email to them but ended up sending it to the Daily Planet staff list. Now everybody including the person you wanted to confess to knows."
Jennifer pushed her loose hair back from her face.
"I was walking through the mall smiling and talking to random people as I went. I straightened out my top but rolled a 1..."
Jennifer pushed her loose hair back from her face.
"I was walking through the mall smiling and talking to random people as I went. I straightened out my top but rolled a 1..."
"The people you talked to and smiled to were secret infiltrated agents in an operation that mistook you as one of their own. When you straightened your top, you unknowingly gave the secret signal to move in and secure the "package" moving in to break into a store for as far you know might as well be illegally 3D printing tasty gummy bears."
"I tried to teach my hamster the essence of philosophy but I rolled a 1"
"I tried to teach my hamster the essence of philosophy but I rolled a 1"
Unfortunately your credentials for that sort of thing is severely lacking. You don't realize that your efforts are confusing, your methods are too ambiguous, and anything you say fails to be noteworthy. I suppose lucky for you, hamsters don't have more than two brain cells to rub together anyway (a lot like most people these days), so even if you had a clue as to what you were doing, the whole point is moot. Wasted on fools...
I have a press conference I must attend to address some very prominent questions about my company's latest project unveiling. I am prepared to answer all the posed questions but I rolled a god forsaken one!
I have a press conference I must attend to address some very prominent questions about my company's latest project unveiling. I am prepared to answer all the posed questions but I rolled a god forsaken one!
Answer to Selim, posted too late
Your hamster develops a solipsistic worldview, thinking of other people as merely philosophic zombies. To deepen his newfound interest in philosophy he therefore is ready to accept any sacrifice!
He now sneaks out at night, binding people to trolley-tracks, making sure they can just be saved by either pulling levers to redirect trams into less filled train-tracks, or by throwing particularly heavy persons off bridges in front of the wagons.
He now sneaks out at night, binding people to trolley-tracks, making sure they can just be saved by either pulling levers to redirect trams into less filled train-tracks, or by throwing particularly heavy persons off bridges in front of the wagons.
To Luthor
You hold a press conference about your prestigious project to replace all the monitors on the Glenmorgan Square with new eco-friendly, future-proof LuthorVision™ Models.
Unfortunately, some pesky "investigative journalist" had found some of your designs in the background of some instagram-posts of your partner. The Daily Planet-website posts an article about the true nature of your monitors mere minutes ago: how the most green about your monitors are the hidden kryptonite-rays, how your intern documents had an caption "phase 2: mind control monitors"…
The questions you face are all about you being secretly an evil mastermind, and the police already seems to be taking up position at the entrance.
And to make matters worse, some people already looked up, asking if that thing in the sky is a bird or a plane…
I tried to deliver this package deep into the post apocalyptic wasteland, but I rolled a 1.
Reynard wrote:
I tried to deliver this package deep into the post apocalyptic wasteland, but I rolled a 1.
"The nuclear winter winds swept up your delivery drone and the package ended up landing at the polar ice-cap."
Jennifer giggled at a text she just got.
"So yeah, I was replying to this guy who texted me, but I rolled a one."
"They left you on seen"
"I used magic to cook an appetizer but I rolled a one!"
"I used magic to cook an appetizer but I rolled a one!"
Selim wrote:
"They left you on seen"
“You ended up making dessert instead.”
“I make a face at my phone and try texting this guy again and I again roll a 1.”
Willow rolled her eyes.
"Left you on seen, on read, on R. Cause he didn't deem you important. And he still doesn't. Turns out he likes high-class girls, not easy ones."
I just want to have a normal, peaceful day. But I roll a 1...
"Left you on seen, on read, on R. Cause he didn't deem you important. And he still doesn't. Turns out he likes high-class girls, not easy ones."
I just want to have a normal, peaceful day. But I roll a 1...
Your peaceful day starts out suspiciously good -- you wake up well rested from perhaps the best sleep you've gotten in ages. But the moment you get up, you stub your toe on the foot of the bed. Gosh, that's no good!
You continue like this throughout the day, attempting to enjoy your supposed downtime, but everything seems to have it out for you. You spill your morning beverage of choice all over yourself and as such, you have to change, your mail was delivered to the wrong address and that package you were super hyped about getting is out who knows where, you get calls that demand your immediate attention, errands that cannot be put off, chores needing done, one unfortunate (but not life threatening, of course) accident after another, and you have had your fill of it, darn it!
What was supposed to be a day off of rest and relaxation was nothing more than a chaotic series of unfortunate events. Sorry to have to do this to you...
Hmm... I'm on my usual patrol of Metropolis, ensuring the safety of the city and its citizens when I spot a bit of trouble in the distance. I go to attend to it as quickly as possible, but I rolled a horrendous one...
You continue like this throughout the day, attempting to enjoy your supposed downtime, but everything seems to have it out for you. You spill your morning beverage of choice all over yourself and as such, you have to change, your mail was delivered to the wrong address and that package you were super hyped about getting is out who knows where, you get calls that demand your immediate attention, errands that cannot be put off, chores needing done, one unfortunate (but not life threatening, of course) accident after another, and you have had your fill of it, darn it!
What was supposed to be a day off of rest and relaxation was nothing more than a chaotic series of unfortunate events. Sorry to have to do this to you...
Hmm... I'm on my usual patrol of Metropolis, ensuring the safety of the city and its citizens when I spot a bit of trouble in the distance. I go to attend to it as quickly as possible, but I rolled a horrendous one...
"You earned yourself a speeding ticket, also spiderman got there first."
"I tried building home made Goblin Rocket Boots...but I rolled a 1!"
"I tried building home made Goblin Rocket Boots...but I rolled a 1!"
"How funny. A speeding ticket? I wonder who was capable enough to catch Superman. He's so fast!" Bruce stated dimly, a saccharine smile plastered on his face. He was out galavanting as per usual, though all the bright sunshine seemed to confuse him. "Metropolis must be sharing today."
"I'm trying to make sure I understand you correctly," he began, making an effort to focus his thoughts. "You are wanting to build homemade rocket boots, but they're made of goblin stuff? That sounds interesting. Well, it doesn't go as planned because you only have materials that came from dwarves so the whole effort was a flop. Good news is, your boots are flashy at least. Oh! And they can dig!"
"I tried taking a drink from my glass, but I rolled a one..."
"I'm trying to make sure I understand you correctly," he began, making an effort to focus his thoughts. "You are wanting to build homemade rocket boots, but they're made of goblin stuff? That sounds interesting. Well, it doesn't go as planned because you only have materials that came from dwarves so the whole effort was a flop. Good news is, your boots are flashy at least. Oh! And they can dig!"
"I tried taking a drink from my glass, but I rolled a one..."
"Holy damn! Its Bruce!"
Harley ran over to him and smirked as she circled him.
"That glass is got two issues, Mista Wayne. One, I mixed ya alcohol with actual rubbin' alcohol. So I hope ya enjoyed that. Secondly, the rim of tha glass was laced with somethin' nice ta knock ya out. When ya wake up, you'll be tha talk of the town, hahaha!"
When Bruce woke up, he was standing in the middle of the town square in his underwear and a party hat. He had this coming. Harley got one over on him finally!
"I wanna hang out with Croc and Clayface again, WITHOUT bein' locked up. Aww, darn! I rolled a damn 1!"
Harley ran over to him and smirked as she circled him.
"That glass is got two issues, Mista Wayne. One, I mixed ya alcohol with actual rubbin' alcohol. So I hope ya enjoyed that. Secondly, the rim of tha glass was laced with somethin' nice ta knock ya out. When ya wake up, you'll be tha talk of the town, hahaha!"
When Bruce woke up, he was standing in the middle of the town square in his underwear and a party hat. He had this coming. Harley got one over on him finally!
"I wanna hang out with Croc and Clayface again, WITHOUT bein' locked up. Aww, darn! I rolled a damn 1!"
"You guys party hard so way up...ummm...hard that you cross dimensions and end up in Tartarus from MHA"
"I tried Rolling a pair of dice but...I Accidentally rolled a 1?"
*DUN DUN!!! HOW IS THAT EVEN PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE!?*
"I tried Rolling a pair of dice but...I Accidentally rolled a 1?"
*DUN DUN!!! HOW IS THAT EVEN PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE!?*
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